1986

"The thousand-plus individuals who form die Dartmouth class of 1986 were chosen for their capacity I for academic excellence and personal distinction."— Margaret H. Bonz, Dean of Freshman, September1982.

Ah. Memories of freshman year. Remember the Freshman Book? Did you know it had cheers in the back of it? How about this gem: called "Short Cheer";

Dart - MUTH Dart - MUTH TEAM!

I'm not kidding—that is actually in there! They sure had faith in our "large capacity" for intelligence! I made a call to some of our classmates, and their freshman-year memories follow.

Todd Krein remembers thinking, Whoa . . . way out of my league! Am I clueless or what? Will I ever feel part of the campus? What frat should I join? What should be my major?" Todd says he was ecstatically overwhelmed by the realization that this was the first time "there was no one telling me what to do!" Todd is now working for Apple on the Newton project, which he strongly recommends as a buy. Sounds like Todd sure found his way.

Natalie Wilensky remembers flying up to Boston from Atlanta and then on to West Lebanon. Unfortunately, her luggage did not arrive with her, including the backpack she needed the next day for her freshman trip. Making her way to Russell Sage with only the preppy clothes on her back, she met her first classmate, who promptly asked her, "Know where I can cop a joint?" By the evening Natalie had realized that the rest of the residents in Russell Sage were the football team ensconced in the Rage sleeping quarters for pre-season practice. Desperately in need of an alarm clock, she knocked on her neighbor's door, only to gaze upon five semi-naked freshMEN. How nice. Natalie's luggage finally arrived the next morning, and she made it to her freshman trip—again all men! Well, at least she got to carry the Hersheys bars up to Moosilauke. Men can't be trusted with those. Eleven years later, Natalie is a lawyer in New York.

And what about Rob Schultz's first foray into West Lebanon? Rob and Scott Acus decided they were thirsty after returning from their freshman trip. But, being under the drinking age for New Hampshire, they realized they had to make their way to Vermont. So they headed to West Lebanon, confident that West Leb. was located in the required state, and into the nearest liquor store. And . they were successful! Rob chalks up the "lack of carding" to the two's aplomb. So they took their spoils back to the dorm and met their first ten classmates playing quarters all night long. Rob is now in "inhalation product development" at Glaxo Inc. in North Carolina.

And I am sure we can all remember when we met that person who became our best friend. Karin Bravin recalls heading to Thayer to eat before her freshman trip. What she did not know was that her meal plan had not kicked in yet, and she had to pay $3.00 for her meal. Being a freshman and having no money, she panicked. But, Jessica ColinHealy came to her rescue. And the legendary friendship was born. Karin now runs an art gallery in New York.

Did you know we had 12 Steves in our freshman class? Remember before Rockefeller Center was built? And how about the Nugget? EBA's, re-racking, and celebratory food-fests? Those were the days. "Glory to Dartmouth, Loyal we sing, Now all together, LET THE ECHOES RING FOR DARTMOUTH!"

Well, that's all folks. Keep the news coming. 50 cent stamp!

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